In a stress free lane We embarked on the foot of voyage, This we daily go with no thought of menace to our age. From there we learn the gist of a brighten mother, Which was also made known by the wise man in appreciation of their work to our father. Through her he gets the great honor from everyone of all age, Not as the 21st century holy Mary whose laps have no gage, And always set to make peace with him that slap do thunder in his face, Upon a slight argument to lay claim for feminist in this Millennium phase. A woman of substance she's called For early does she daily wake for the care of her family. Tender hearted that her children are the instruments of peace, not as that one we daily make our journey That in her silence many have done reunion with the ancient family. By all she's loved cos feminist or no feminist Her heart detest not to make peace, Yet in her is the fountain of education and discipline, Not as our immediate mother That no members...